my soul. how it aches and longs to be there. to see the familiar faces of yesteryear. to laugh and galavant like last week. A moment frozen in time. A photo in black and white. The ice cream drips, my finger slips, my tongue slides. How simply things are lost. How divine is this time we have together. For in a simple moment, it will all be lost.how you would pay for someone to criticize your hair, in all the right ways. Oh, to know the numbers, just those seven little right numbers in all the right orders, to know everything to make you feel alright.I can't sleep. Your face taunts me. It haunts my dreams. Ladybugs entwine my thoughts like a vine, twisting, wringing the thoughts from my thoughtless brain.its over. no movement to the right. none to the left. process your moments throughly. its all over in a flash.